Through Lima on the Pan American Highway
Trip Start Oct 20, 2009
159Trip End Jun 23, 2010
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Where I stayed
Hotel Las Palmeras - Asia
Luckily, as we came out of Nasca, we were soon on the main road out of town and riding on towards Asia. It was a very pleasant ride of 348 kilometers and Asia is about 120 kilometers shy of Lima.
Lynn spotted a large hotel on the highway, Hotel Las Palmeras so Lou and Lynn asked if they had any rooms to spare. The hotel was almost fully booked except for an expensive suite which only had a double bed in it. After much toing and froing, Lou managed to get the staff to put 2 more single beds into the suite so we could all have a bed to sleep in, as we were pretty tired after the long day's ride, and we didn’t fancy driving another 120 km into Lima in the late afternoon. We felt lucky to have a roof over our heads this night.
As it happened, it was some sort of anniversary of Pisco Sour (the local drink) and they were being given away at the shopping complex across the road
Unfortunately, we had an attack of the mozzies during the night as our room was near the pool and extensive gardens. (We were glad to have the pool earlier in the afternoon, and enjoyed a swim).
As we left the hotel, with our bikes packed with our gear, we headed down the highway with some trepidation about going into Lima. It’s a huge city with 6 million inhabitants, not a great deal of road signs and very fast moving traffic. As we drew nearer the city centre I put my face mask of my helmet up and made eye contact with the other drivers and smiled a lot. This made a bit impact on the people on either side of me. They waved, gave me the thumbs up, asked questions at the lights and generally seemed to like to travel with us. We followed the Pan American Highway, which, for most of the time, was the fast lane, and watched carefully for road signs. Every so now and then, we had to change lanes to stay on the Pan Am, but the traffic was kind to us and allowed us to stay in a group
We stopped under a bridge for some relief from the sun, just outside of town to pat Lou on the back for getting us through the mêlée without accident or incident. It was a Sunday and there was an endurance bicycle race in progress, and many of the racers cheered us as they passed under the bridge. Later, some of the stragglers asked us if this was the way the other racers went. "Si, si" we all chimed together. They’d obviously got left behind in traffic in Lima. We passed them all again going up the steep hills.
Our bed for the night was in Huarmey at Posada de Huarmey Hospedje (Hostel), where the concierge Silvia, introduced us to her beautiful Golden Labrador dog Oso (meaning bear) which she rescued from the beach. A lovely dog, but Silvia said he’s a fighter and he had some scars on his face to prove it. Silvia regaled several stories about how she came to have Oso, and how it nearly cost her marriage to keep him. She was a funny little person who spoke very good English as she’d lived in the USA for some time.